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JMG Oct 2010
Lovely...
Lovely couldn't describe it
The way my heart melts when I'm with you
When I hold your delicate, soft, little hands
My mind shatters
All I can think is...Lovely...
Lovely...

Lonely
Lonely couldn't describe it
The way my heart shatters when I'm without you
When a tear drops from my face...along with many more
My life shatters
All I can be is...Lonely....
Lonely...

Lovely
Lovely couldn't describe it
Words or volumes alike
Nothing could describe it
What I feel when I melt inside your arms
All I can think is...Lovely...
But lovely couldn't describe it
JG, 2001
JMG Oct 2010
Conformity kills your self-expression
It only leads to deep depression
Conformity grows and never ends
True things that exist are labeled as trends
Inside the system, the machine presses on
Conformity kills as I recite this poem
Conformity kills all the human opinions
Everyone wants to be too much alike
Conformity releases millions of minions
All of us suffer as we lose the fight
Can't we just stop and try to be different
Ending this crap is so far out of sight
Conformity kills
Drains
Steals
All the clothes from off our back
CONFORMITY KILLS KILLS KILLS KILLS
JG and Ben, 2002
JMG Oct 2010
In the arms of the sky
With life surrounding
Your pictures are real
Facing forward in your dreams

In the arms of the world
With death surrounding
Your pictures are broken
upside down in your dreams

In the arms of ignorance
With dysfunction surrounding
Your pictures unknown
Lost in your dreams

In the arms of nothing
With darkness surrounding
Your pictures invisible
Blind in your dreams

In the arms of Hell
With fire surrounding
Your pictures nonexistent
Gone from your dreams
JG, 2004

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